Sci Fi on the Rock IV

So it's convention time now. In about three and a half hours, maybe four, I'll be heading down the road with my friends, carrying all the stuff I need to set up my table. There's not a heck of a lot of stuff to move, but there is enough. I've got about three or four different displays, the merchandise, table cloth, all the goodies. Plus I have to lug everything else down there that I'm going to be using to work on stuff throughout the convention.

Reason I'm working on more stuff is that my con partner backed out and now I'm short stocked because I hadn't been expecting to need quite that much stuff.

As it stands, I should be okay.

What also doesn't help is that tomorrow morning I have an exam from 9-11 AM, and the convention starts at 9. Goodie goodie. I have to get my boyfriend and Jason to keep an eye on the table while I write like crazy, then get my arse back to the house, into costume, grab my stuff, and then walk to the convention. It's going to be crazy.

Here's hoping that I'm going to do decently with sales.

Wish me luck, and if you're coming, see you there!